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Painful Sex Is Not

Sunday, December 16th, 2007

Anal sex with classmate is very uncomfortable.

Painful Sex Is Not What I Want
Dear readers I shall be telling you about an incident of anal sex with one of my class fellows. The name of class fellow is Martin. It was 1993 and I was just having some very good time as gay in the college and there suddenly I developed a desire to fuck or get fucked by my this class fellow. I actually found him very attractive and it was sheer lust that made me go for anal sex with him, he was otherwise very cute and charming.
Well I developed friendly relations with him and soon we were having frequent discussions on sexual matters. He told me that he was basically a bisexual and loved having sexual relations with males and females both. But he also informed me that he was basically a top oriented person in gay relations who liked to fuck and not to get fucked.
One fine day at college I asked his opinion about having sex with me which he accepted with out any problems but told me that he would only blow me in return for fucking my ass as he never wanted me to fuck his ass. I agreed and then we departed to meet in the evening at his home.

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Ouch My Ass

Saturday, December 15th, 2007

Curious Bob finds out about gay sex.

My name is Bob. I have never considered myself to be gay at all. However, I would occasionally glance at other guys and wonder. Well, one day I found out what it was like to be gay. I am about 5′9″ brown hair, green eyes and 31 years old. My dick is about 8″ long, 3 inches wide and I have a strong sex drive. I had been eyeing my boss for a while, his name was Jay. Jay is about 24 years old but looks no more than 18 years old. Jay has boyish good looks, a little shorter than me and about 20 pounds lighter than me, which would make him about 130 pounds. Jay also has blonde hair blue eyes and a very good since of humor.

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Office Space

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007

Boss grooms new employee to be his personal sex slave.

All I had to do was make it three more hours. My boss stands in front of us chanting “blah, blah, blah” at me and about twenty other co-workers, pointing a metal rod at some graph that makes absolutely no sense to me right now. This will be the third day I’ve had no sleep. I’m dizzy, starving, bored and beginning to hallucinate. The white walls begin to warp and twist into humanesque faces. My boss’ height begins altering slightly. The boardroom seats start becoming carnivorous, noshing slowly on my butt cheeks. I giggle aloud for no reason, and it takes me a few moments to realize that my boss has ceased talking and now everyone is looking at me.
“Mr. Yan, take a few minutes and get some coffee from the front desk, hum?” My boss states in a near-monotone voice, folding the rod up and placing it down on the large oak conference table.
“Uh? Oh, sorry, Mr. Willard, I’m afraid I’m rather ill today.” I wanted him to tell me to go home early, but with my boss, that was like asking the U.S. Government to give Saddam Hussein a tactical nuke for his birthday.

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My Phantom Lover

Tuesday, December 4th, 2007

Frat hazing has a sexy twist.

As I sat in the unknown room, blindfolded, my hands tied behind my back, I was apprehensive, but not really scared. While it’s true there had been stories around for years about hazing stunts gone terribly wrong, resulting in serious injuries and even deaths, nothing like that had ever happened at my university. Also, the fraternity I was pledging was probably the last one where such a thing ever would happen. It was known for the achievements of its alum members, not for being a party frat. So I waited for whatever the hazing committee had planned for me with more curiosity than concern. I had no idea that the next few minutes would change my life forever.
I heard the door open and close and then a sliding sound like something heavy being pushed in front of the door. I could tell someone was approaching me as I sat on the uncarpeted floor. It felt like it was one person rather than a group. Then I sensed the heat of another body nearby.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.” It was said in a low, raspy whisper, seemingly to disguise his voice.
I nodded to indicate I understood and wasn’t fearful.
“It’s just the two of us,” the voice went on. “I’ve told them I’m going to scare you by lighting some fires, putting a lighter close to your face and crap like that. I warned them we could be arrested for assault if you decided to be a prick about it so they won’t come in and nobody will tell you afterward who I am, to protect me from being sued. But that’s not what I want to do.”

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